This is the follow-up to the previous post. For them who can’t be bothered to go back and read it, the meal below is called a Super Loco and consists of two eggs atop a hamburger pattie atop a bed of rice smothered in brown gravy served with a side of macaroni-potato salad, two sliced of fried Spam, and two pieces of Portuguese Sausage. That particular meal was purchased and eaten at Cafe 100, in Hilo.

Here’s what I said about out Thanksgiving meal plans:

“We are recreating the Super Loco. The rice is already cooked, we have the Spam (thanks, Costco), we opted to skip the Portuguese sausage but we’ve added mashed potatoes (thanks, Costco), we have the Mac Potato Salad (thanks, Costco), we have lean hamburger (thanks, Costco) for the hamburger patties, we have eggs (thanks, Costco), and we have brown gravy (thanks, Costco). “

Now, before I proceed, please understand that while we are thankful for a lot in our lives, we are not ardent celebrants of Thanksgiving. For me, it’s mostly an excuse to eat more than the unbelievable amounts I normally eat during any given day.

Also, we are still renting the condo and hence we lack the fineries we would normally bring to bear on such an occasion. Meaning, our setting is fairly simple and functional . . . this is not so much a celebration of a holiday as a setting geared toward eating as much as possible without getting sick.

By the way, for breakfast, I went with THIS, except I used actual bacon as opposed to Canadian bacon . . . I’m a patriot, you see.

So, here’s the setting . . .

The assembly process begins . . .

. . . and completes.

There was a flurry of fork movement and . . .

I have to admit that this was pretty close to the limit of what I can eat. Unless, of course, we are talking about pasta. I’ve never hit a limit to how much pasta I can eat. Melisa usually just grabs the pasta bowl and runs from the table while I’m busy eating from my third or fourth helping.

Melisa made a coffee ice cream pie for dessert, and we have whipping cream (thanks, Costco) for the topping which is then sprinkled with bits of macadamia nuts. For them keeping track, that’s an Oreo pie crust filled with coffee ice cream.

Notice that one of those pieces is larger than the other . . . that would be my piece. The first of two helpings.

So, that was my Thanksgiving meal. Pretty good meal, if I say so myself . . . and I might have to as I’m unlikely to read many approving comments.

One last thing . . . if you look back to the first photo of the spread, you might notice a bowl with some multicolored stuff in it, some of it green. That would be Melisa’s meal. Yes, she nibbled on a bit of the good stuff, but not enough to qualify even as a morsel. Poor, misguided girl.

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That’s known as a garbage plate in Rochester (NY).It’s two burgers or two hots (or one of each) atop about two pounds of mac salad and potato salad with (optional) two fried eggs. the whole thing is covered in gravy or hot sauce with meat. Most fans go for the hot sauce. This is an individual serving but I think it can serve a family of four.
Gotta go to Costco (again).

No rice, though, so not quite the same, but I appreciate the spirit of the thing. Not sure I would like the gravy over the mac potato salad, but tastes differ, and who am I to get on a high horse? If I could even get near a high horse. And if I did, I still would be reluctant to get on it. I could fall off, or something.

The Loco Moco dishes here are mostly in small diners and places where locals eat. The Super Loco runs just shy of $8 and most regular (not Super means less rice, no side of mac salad, and only one choice of meat) versions are a few dollars less (still a good value quantity-wise). Some restaurant will serve similar dishes but more “upscale” and correspondingly more expensive.

I enjoyed what I had and we have enough leftovers for a few more meals.

Glad that the jealousy I might ordinarily have experienced is staved off by a rather excellent lunch I enjoyed today of hake and chips, superbly crisped, followed by a spinach and cheese quiche with peas and salads. The Green Dragon will see me again anon.